bits of beauty on a road trip...

Throwing a laundry basket full of comfy things to wear, and a bag of random eats in the truck along with some good company and loud music to drive to somewhere in the forest or by the water...

YES PLEASE.

I love to travel and want to see so many places and things. But right now I long for impromptu, almost effortless, and free escapes. Give me barren highways and gravel roads and simple cabins with wood stoves and people I love and I am a fulfilled soul.

So, when my old friend Tanya invited me to join her family with a couple of my kidlets in Rock Creek I was on it.

Here are some of the things that I saw that called me to lift my lens to my eye and just capture a little bit of beauty for the sake of it. Colours, shapes and pieces of nature that led me to breathe deep into my belly and let the complications of life flow out with a snap of the shutter and a long exhale.

I am not ashamed to say I have a bit of a pinecone fettish.

As for birch trees, it's a given.

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Not natural but even a pile of rejected tires offers something to behold.

November can be damp and dark and chill you to the bone but the intensity of everything is worth getting frozen fingers for.

Natures' last hurrah before a blanket of snow lays her to rest till spring.

Me and my travel buds on the sandy bank where I could build a yurt and be a happy hermit....just before my Nutkin Ry decided to leap into the river and give us all a big laugh. In pyjamas because he already managed to soak his jeans...oh to be a careless kid again.

Of course this adventure never would have happened without these amazing friends from our Whistler days...The Goertzen family (minus Rod who we left on the slippery, wet metal roof doing some man stuff, he's a great fellow)

Being the dear she is, Tanya has also agreed to allow me to squat on her property and set up camp in one of her many sheds for a summer of fishing, sandy toes, campfires, river swims and of course paddling. I will be showing my appreciation with bottles of chocolate wine and picking through rusty piles of junk in the back corners of her shed to find her precious antiques to hawk.

happy weekend friends,

oxo

p.s. Don't get me wrong...give me a few more weeks of winter and I will be longing for a beach, bikini and a pina colada and I would never actually say no to any trip but simple roadtrips will always make my heart sing.